Locked Song

Tick-tock, tick-tock
Lock the door
And fall from grace of dark

Save yourself from me
Cut it deep
Carving the words within

Wash me with your blood
Go down with me
Swim this crimson red
Touch the moonlit silk
Veiling me still

In the shadows it hides
The most vulnerable sense
The one that heals
The one that kills

Tick-tocking still
In midnight scene
I see the smoke of dreams

Old clock struck twelve and I fell
From the tower high
Into Mediterranean waters calm, unseen
Through the turquoise sky

Tick-tock, tick-tock
The door creaked unlocked
Within it remains hidden, never played song

Carve every verse deep
Bloodred thoughts through my sleep
Unveil the truth and sink
In this crimson sea
Go deeper with me

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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